A Poemdog

Dogs 2011

THE LEWIS AVE 500
(7/9/11)


last light
of my morning
commute
and I am stacked
at red
behind 3 cars
in the right
lane

4 vehicles
in the left
offer no
alternative
route

oh well

less
than a mile
until the side street
to my office

I crank up
Trower
and pull
some extra
patience
from my
pocket

a flash
of green
releases us
from that
intersection
stupor

surprisingly
we are up
and over
the limit
in seconds

8 vehicles

no hesitation

40 mph

45 mph

50 mph

madness

delight

where
are the cops
for this contest
for speed?

I watch
the other
drivers' heads
pivot
back
and forth
in disbelief
as we advance
in acceleration
as one

I defer
at 55
and watch
the others
race
ahead
as I signal
my turn

maybe
I should've
kept
going

the magic
of the moment
still motors
a smile